-----Original Message----- From: [email protected] >NO.. dont remember that one, BUT, I do remember, I >believe 1946, In the Benton regional, Mounds and West Frankfort were playing >in the Championship. West Frankfort was #1 in the state, and was seeded to >with the state. Well, WF lost that game >to Mounds,. . . ------------------------ Benton, eh? Remember the Peters triplets in the ’80s? They’re my cousins. Anyway, I think it’s pretty impressive that in the 1940s and ’50s, little hick towns like Mounds, W. Frankfort, Herrin, Cobden and Tamms could put together high-school athletic teams of world class. I mean, if you beat Chicago......most teams in the world never even get close to an opponent that large. Since we never had the numbers, we must have had some tradition of coaching — and sportsmanship, or teamwork or diplomacy, or something. A town of a few hundred could not take on a city of several millions, if physical strength and numbers were all there is to it. Because it has been done by people who probably still live in Egypt, I imagine it may be worthwhile to write down their comments on how it was done. I hope I have not opened a floodgate to sports babble. I was trying to tap some memories from the past, which were made by people that you can probably still talk to. Sports is (are) only an example. There are other aspects of southern Illinois heritage that need to be recorded and passed on. Right now I'd like to have a barrel of apple cider from Cobden or Alto Pass or Eckerd’s. It was Jerry Mullins who got me off on this tangent. If you haven’t visited his postcard site, do. You can right-click on them and send them to people. Save some for yourself, and meditate. Bruce Wms